Just wanted to send a quick update that I made it to Kenya! I spent what felt like hundreds of hours on a couple different airplanes, but I landed to smiling faces and kids with big imaginations making it all worth it.
Today, I start training. Training my eyes to pick up the new sign languages I’m exposed to. Training my body to respond to cultural greetings and cues. Training my innards to accept new food. Training myself to sleep through the night. Training my brain about all the ins and outs of language survey. And training my spirit to listen when Jesus calls and move when he tells me to move.
Just writing that makes me tired, ha. But, Jesus. He fills me up. Gives me strength. Makes me new. The same power that rose Jesus Christ from the dead lives inside me! (I’m an adult, I can do this.)